Am I right?” a hand slide to the back of my neck his thumb stroking the base gently.My mouth went dry as the thumb of his free hand stroked my lower...lip.“Chad,” I managed“What,” he moved closer and I felt all the resolve I had leave, “am I right?”“I don’t know,” I managed to gasp as he pulled me closer.“Well let’s see then,” he pressed his lips to mine gently and I couldn’t help but gasp as his tongue stroked my lower lip, “open your mouth for me Marcie, I want to taste you,” I groaned softly. "Thank you," Mr. Getty took a sip of his drink. "I also understand thatyou are dating this young man."Jake rubbed his face feeling the growth of his beard over the hours sincehis mornings shave. "Yes I suppose you could say that, I am experimentingwith an increased relationship, we have been friends for a long time, I amtaking it to new level under very strict control." I have heard of that, I commend you."The conversation seemed relaxed and Jake's original concerns were slowlybeing relaxed. . I had never met man with a foot fetish before, but I felt there was nothing wrong with what he was doing. Working his way up my feet and legs, licking and kissing his way towards my wet hole, I felt a rumbling in my stomach as he kissed the insides of my tights. When he reached my love hole he pulled my lips apart, shoving two fingers inside, as his mouth found the sweetness of my pussy worth waiting for. “MMM, you’re so sweet,” I heard him claim as he found my clit. He licked and stretched my. Bozka led them over to one of the benches, and they all sat down in a row. Jules found himself sandwiched between Yuta and the Patriarch, their size making him feel minuscule. Just like the stools back in Bozka’s dwelling, these benches were far too tall for a human, his feet swinging a clear foot off the floor. The table was a little high too, but not so much that he couldn’t reach it.The Araxie sitting across from him scrutinized him curiously. They all looked very similar to the Patriarch,.